Subject Drop by the Pernice Brothers
Let the subject drop.. X 2
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To be honest I forgot
The impetus is gone
discarded like a less than mediocre song
It's getting old
there's nothing quite as pretty as the one you can never hold
As sad as a man
get himself together if he could but he can't
Don't talk to me that way
I die a little more every time you say
You were so sweet
You stop the whole procession when you drop your lace handkerchief
You were so strong
I crumbled like a city underneath that (something?)
**
Don't talk to me that way
I die a little more every time you say
Don't talk to me that way
Reconciling's out of reach go to sleep
Let the subject drop
Let the subject drop
Repeat *
Repeat **
Let the subject drop... X 4
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